I Built the Ancient Organization of Salvation

　　He knew very well that once the blond girl with the highest combat power on his side lost, all the turning points would become empty talk, and the dwarf Fermor could sweep everyone away.

　　Moreover, when others sacrifice their lives to rescue, how can they sit idly by?

　　Farrell's chest was ups and downs, he glanced at the people on both sides, and then looked at the deep sea giants who were overturned, and finally made up his mind to pull out the long sword around his waist:

　　"Everyone! Attack with me! Charge!"

　　"kill!!!"

　　Just under his leadership, a few hundred people shouted the momentum of a thousand troops.

　　However, the deep-sea giants are not vegetarians, and immediately organized manpower to fight against them. Although the latter were small in number, their combat power was extremely high, and the situation was extremely tragic for a while.

　　Priest Fermor realized that the situation was not right, and the scepter in his hand rose again.

　　"You're so short and standing so high, you're not afraid of falling to your death?" In the sudden words, a powerful arrow was shot from a very tricky angle.

　　He was suddenly startled, and quickly turned around and waved his scepter, threw out a gray-blue light whip, and smashed the arrow into two pieces.

　　However, Danny, who missed a hit, stood on the roof with a smile and slowly relaxed his bowstring.Priest Fermor's perception tingled, and a strong sense of crisis instantly filled his mind.

　　The blonde girl's eyes lit up in the beam of light: "It's now!"

　　From the hilt to the tip of the sword, the simple words engraved on the sword body light up one by one, and the spiritual power that has been suppressed to the extreme in her body is bursting like crazy at this moment.

　　Arthur's body turned into pure light, and swelled like a blow.

　　Under the shocking gazes of both the enemy and the enemy, the red-orange light giant gradually straightened up and raised the hot lightsaber in his hand.The clouds in the sky were dyed red, just like the image of a giant dragon.

　　Priest Fermor turned around with a little difficulty, and saw a sword that seemed to sever the world and was drawn towards him.

　　In the rumbling sound, the dazzling brilliance burst out. At this moment, everyone closed their eyes for it, and only dared to open their eyes when they noticed that the light was weaker through the eyelids.

　　The crescent-shaped brilliance has already flown away, cutting off the top of a mountain in the distance, and the original city wall has turned into an extremely deep broken valley.

　　Arthur passed over the many ruins lightly, climbed to a high place, raised the horrified head of Priest Fermor, and shouted in a stern voice: "Leader Fermor is dead!"

　　Under the influence of spiritual power, her voice spread throughout the main city of Ulster, and the echoes from the ruins and alleys were endless for a long time.

　　The humans present were stunned for a moment, and then they were ecstatic, shouting slogans, and slaughtering the remaining deep-sea giants.The Highland Knights were also pleasantly surprised, and hurried across the Broken Valley to the city to eliminate evil one by one.

　　The blond girl smelled the blood and flames in the air, and like throwing garbage, she threw the head of the priest of Fermor in the devastated ruins at will.

　　The latter rolled a few times in the dust of its own making, with round eyes.

　　Everything has an end, and so does war. The cruel noise gradually died down, and the surviving human beings gradually climbed out of the ruins, facing the grief of their homes that had vanished into nothing.

　　There were originally tens of thousands of people in the city, but only two or three thousand people can survive now.

　　By the time they converged on the dead body in silence, the sun had fallen into the west, and the blood on the ground seemed to float to the sky, turning the sunset and afterglow into a sad color.

　　The girl in the red dragon armor stood on the roof of the ruins, letting the evening wind blow the golden threads.

　　Danny wiped the sweat from his cheeks, and when he saw the figure under the setting sun, an inexplicable throbbing emerged from his heart, so much so that he couldn't help muttering: "...Arthur..."

　　He took a deep breath and suddenly said, "Arthur!"

　　The girl who was plated with an orange outline turned her head, her beautiful face was immersed in half-darkness, she saw Danny raise the longbow in his hand little by little, and shouted: "Arthur!"

　　The rest of the people who followed the reputation looked at each other and seemed to understand something. When Danny repeatedly shouted again, they also raised their weapons and shouted together.

　　The voice was so loud that it attracted the attention of the rest of the busy people.

　　"Arthur!"

　　In the empty silence, only this name echoed in everyone's ears.

　　The shouts became more and more orderly, as if something in common was flowing in each other's hearts, making them more and more agitated.

　　Danny's chest heaved up and down, his breathing became heavier and heavier, his hot blood seemed to have turned into scorching lava, driving him to raise his weapon with all his might, shouting with all his strength, "King Arthur!!!"

　　The blonde girl was stunned to see that everyone was staring straight at herself, their faces were dyed orange in the sunset, and their screams were unprecedentedly neat and passionate.

　　This landslide and tsunami-like sound is like the waves of the times, and it is also like a heroic epic that illuminates the ages, but no matter what it is, it will eventually converge in layers and condense into a name that pierces the sky:

　　"King Arthur!! Hall!"

　　……

　　ps: Originally, the plot of this retrospective time and space was prepared to be written in short, but when I checked the information, it was still a little throbbing to see the wisdom and art of the ancients condensed.

　　I really hope to be able to write the atmosphere of a heroic epic, but at the moment it is limited by the power of writing, and it can only go to this level. I am satisfied or dissatisfied, but I don't know how to improve, alas....

Chapter 323

　　Highland city surrounded by eagles.

　　Today, the streets and alleys of the city are filled with the aroma of barbecued meat and liquor, which is mouth-watering.

　　Every household took out a large piece of smoked wild boar, and those who had no meat in storage used their own brewed ale to exchange with others, while the children shouted happily on the road.

　　Everyone is very excited, shouting to each other to prepare for the grand celebration, because the new king that everyone expects will be born today.

　　Twenty cavalry crossed the sea and went to the distant place, turning the tide from the fall and saving the people from water and fire. This is not inferior to the deeds of ancient heroes. It has been circulated on the two islands.

　　This is undoubtedly a boost to the people who have suffered a sudden disaster and spend their days in fear and fear, and the unprecedented celebration of the King of the whole of Britain is an excellent opportunity to relieve their depression.

　　Therefore, everyone took out twelve points of effort.

　　The wandering bards were either already observing the neighborhood carefully, preparing to turn this real history into a heroic epic through meticulous choreography, passed down from generation to generation in the culture of the ancient British people.

　　Or they found an eye-catching place, set up a harp for dinner, and played a song first, attracting adults and children to stop.

　　In front of the hall on the top of the mountain, the atmosphere is quite solemn.

　　"Crack...knock..."

　　With the sound of the neat armor shaking, six silver-armored knights in two rows each held the hilts of their swords, guarding the blond girl in the red dragon armor, and walked towards the tall and wide gate.

　　"Bang..."

　　The heavy stone door was pushed open, and a ray of light crossed the girl's back, illuminating the ground in the hall, and slowly expanding to both sides, and the dimly lit hall gradually became brighter.

　　The stone table that is connected to the ground has sunk at some point.Arthur looked into the distance, and saw the black-robed figure standing silently in front of the huge stone screen that isolated the back room.

　　The blonde girl in armor took a deep breath and walked slowly towards the saint.

　　After the twelve knights who guarded her came to a certain distance, they stopped in unison, walked to both sides, then turned around and faced each other, guarding both sides of the hall.

　　Arthur walked in front of Tang You and took off his helmet. The rest of the knights immediately followed suit, revealing their faces with different looks. The current leader of the Farrell family and the commander of the main city of Ulster were on the list.

　　"teacher……"

　　The girl with the blond armor looked reverently at the saint who taught her to grow.

　　Tang You smiled, then quickly restrained his smile, and said solemnly: "Arthur, raise your right hand, I will grant you the seal of the Holy Shield and accept you as a true member of the Holy Shield."

　　"Yes, saint!"

　　After waiting so long for this moment, Arthur immediately knelt down on one knee neatly and raised his hands above his head.

　　The twelve knights all looked here, with unconcealed envy in their eyes.

　　As the top of the Highland Knights, of course they know the existence of the Holy Shield, and understand that the latter is the prototype of the Protoss in myths and legends, but unfortunately, they have not yet passed the test period completely, so they have not been able to obtain the mark of the Holy Shield.

　　Tang You stuck out his right palm and covered it on Arthur's right palm, and a red shimmer came out of the gap.

　　The corners of the blond girl's mouth trembled for a moment, but quickly suppressed it.

　　The mark of the Holy Shield is not simply branded on the skin, but branded in the spiritual power, branded in the soul, and transformed into something closely related to the members, no longer distinguishing each other.

　　Involving the soul and spiritual power, of course there is pain in the process, and it is extremely intense.

　　After a while, Tang You pulled his hand away, and Arthur, who stood up slowly, saw that the red mark on his palm was exactly the same as that of the teacher, which was shining brightly at the moment.

　　"From now on, I will be a member of the Holy Shield..." She silently clenched her fist and placed it on her chest.

　　Tang You stared at her: "You are now the king of the highlands, and you will become the king of the two islands in the future. You should also have your own surname. I have prepared it for you, just called—"

　　"Pendragon."

　　The blonde girl in armor immediately raised her head, with a strange color in her eyes.

　　And Tang You also responded to her scorching gaze, saying word by word: "The Holy Shield and the world's first knight, the red dragon of Britain, Arthur Pendragon!"

　　The blonde girl trembled inexplicably.

　　"Go, many people are waiting for you at the foot of the mountain, go and bathe in the glory that belongs to you." Tang You encouraged.

　　Arthur nodded heavily, with some hope in her eyes: "Well. Teacher, can you come with me? I hope you are by my side at such a moment."

　　Tang You was silent for a moment in her pitiful eyes, and finally smiled peacefully: "Okay."

　　The blond girl in armor immediately showed a happy smile, and then, for fear that she would regret it, grabbed his hand and ran outside the lower hall, causing the twelve knights to look at each other:

　　"Walk?"

　　"You don't need to ask, you must keep up."

　　So, they hurriedly followed the trot to the outside of the hall, and walked along the mountain road to the square where people gathered. At this time, some people were singing and dancing, which was very lively, but the wine and meat did not move at all.

　　"King, there are... Saints!"

　　The people who were looking forward to it were particularly pleasantly surprised. Except for Arthur, even the Knights rarely saw this guide, let alone ordinary people in the city.

　　They quickly bowed respectfully.

　　These people are very clear that in this sudden chaos, the reason why they can obtain the peace in front of them is entirely due to this mysterious black-robed saint, and even King Arthur was trained by him.

　　Although Tang You was not used to being in such a scene, he nodded in response.

　　Under the attention of all the people, Arthur, who had a neat personality, did not make any long speeches. He directly boarded the temporary wooden platform, and pulled out the broken steel sword, pointing to the sky:

　　"I swear to take back the lost ground, clean up the Fermors that I can see, so that everyone can return to their homeland! Let every victim rest in peace!"

　　She took the wine glass handed by Auston and spilled it on the ground: "This glass of wine commemorates all the dead."

　　Danny handed him a cup, and Arthur took it and said, "This cup is for my teacher, the guide of the highlands, the saint who brings hope!" After that, she drank it.

　　Tang You smiled and shook his head.

　　The blond girl picked up the wine that Farrell handed over: "To everyone present on this day, pick up your wine, pick up your meat, we will not be drunk today!"

　　There was a commotion, everyone took the wine glasses and drank with them, and the celebration of the new king kicked off.